trash, trash. strew spew few though. empty or full, there's always something there.

SUBMERGE. emerge. you'll never. you're so frail. more than ever. i see london. snow. fake snow. synthetics. it's magic! rip out pieces of my mid pieces of wood shrapnel. i am the glitter goddess. give me more.

catch my dreams in a suitcase of memories. picture me background on a little night music. needles spacey stolen from deep inside out of time out of summer end of the world as we know it. i'm screaming & you can't hear anything but the parting of my lips. they move. the move. pack up your life in a cardboard box ship out ship out time to go wave goodbye. oh, darling, this is the same. find me in the woods covered with leaves, grabbing at branches standing in the halls with faded photographs of beautiful women & deserving men. buttons missing in the closet i can't move i can't see i can't move i can't move i can't move he came back in he's in the house should i worry should i call should i stay hidden should i stay new beginnings calm down & turn the noises off. noises off twirl twist whoop ring. triplet triplet two three four combing braids crimp down on the back of my neck hold me down so i don't move don't let me move don't let me wiggle don't let me go. call someone you don't know & have a conversation. find something inside your insides & tell me about it. i want to hear. heal your wounds with the cream of thought & communication did you hear? he's gone away. i recovered throw me the life saver the one that looks white & cute when you think of november do you think of swimming do you think of water what i always do i can't escape the feeling the tickling the scratching the constant companion i wish you would run & hide or fall off perhaps then we'd both be all right. smack it across with a knife slab it down into your side find the mirage & meet me in atlantis.

line up two performances only one night don't miss what they call the best yet it's a master it's a piece it's superman school of hiding is all it is. find yourself inside that character & tell me who you are. tell me you know. are you there didn't think so i'm a better conversationalist than you are anyway hi how are you Drive Through have a nice day. know the code she's staring at me & i wonder what she's thinking when she goes to sleep wonder if i pushed her in sleep would she wake up on the floor shivering without her covers on does she hear my alarm does she hear me at all what is this power that takes over me washes my eyes with dust the brown the brown the brown is nice on your today i can't believe it's november. i can't believe it's really here.

arts & lies. burgers & fries. wait for me on the other side i'll teach you how. god help you if you are a phoenix.